Chapter 1198 Zong Zhan's Admirer

Chapter 1198 Zong Zhan's Admirer

That night, every dormitory in the battalion heard an explosive news.

The third master brought a woman back, not only to live in the same room, but also to share the same bed...

The blood of the soldiers in the battalion was boiling.

So, when the horn sounded the next day, Xi Luo felt in a daze as if a thousand troops had broken through the ground.

The corridor was like a vegetable market, with footsteps coming and going, which made her unable to sleep peacefully.

Xi Luo took out her phone and squinted to see that it was five in the morning.

She grabbed her messy long hair and was on the verge of running away, "Damn it, you were struck by lightning for disturbing your dreams."

That's right, Xi Luo did live in Zong Zhan's dormitory, but the two did not live in the same room.

The dog man began to pretend to be a gentleman when he returned to the camp. It is said that he went to the deputy staff officer's dormitory to spend the night.

At six o'clock, Xi Luo sat on the bed with disheveled hair and thought about life.

The majestic slogans on the playground were deafening and pierced through the sky, which could not be blocked by two windows at all.

She is a good and elegant woman in the workplace, why should she suffer inhuman torture in this kind of place?

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Xi Luo hugged the quilt with dull eyes, without saying a word.

And the people outside the door didn't seem to expect her to respond, a thick and deep voice came through the door, "Put on the clothes I gave you yesterday and come to the first floor."

Xi Luo covered her face with the quilt, murmuring not knowing what she was talking about.

It took a full half an hour before she swayed downstairs wearing a camouflage uniform and her hair tied up.

The dormitory is on the third floor, and it took her about five minutes to walk up the stairs.

Because the high military boots rubbed against the wound on the ankle every time I took a step, it didn't feel good.

In the lobby on the first floor, Zong Zhan leaned on the military mirror with one hand on his hip, with a half-smile, "Where are you working upstairs?"

Xi Luo moved down with the handrail of the stairs, walked down the last step, and asked with an unkind expression, "My feet hurt, is there a wheelchair?"

"Pretentious." Zong Zhan expressed his disgust, but his eyes couldn't help observing Xi Luo's attire.

He has hardly seen her wearing any sports clothes, probably because she has been immersed in the workplace all year round. Most of her clothes are smart and decent, and even her pajamas are very feminine.

And this relatively loose camouflage uniform does not show her waist, but it sets off her excellent body proportions.

To put it simply, he is tall, long-legged, and heroic.

Xi Luo walked slowly to the military mirror, straightened the military green belt, "If you dare to let me go out for exercise, I will report you for breaking the law."

As she said that, she gave Zong Zhan another sideways look, "I heard that you will be degraded if you record a major demerit?"

Zong Zhan took off his hat and rubbed his hair, then turned around and paced, "If it were you, would you demote yourself?"

Xi Luo's reaction was a bit slow, and then she sneered with her shoulders on her shoulders, "I really don't believe that no one can cure you."

On the steps outside the building, the man's low voice reminded: "Your uncle Zong should be able to do it."

Before Xi Luo could speak, Zong Zhan took out his whistle and blew twice on the playground, "Assemble."

Soon, a group of army green figures appeared downstairs in the dormitory.

There are three square formations, and the formation is uniform.

No matter how resentful Xi Luo was, she was too shocked by the scene in front of her to speak.

The morning light shines on the earth, and the slogans of the military department can be seen everywhere on the playground.

The phalanx under the sun is as imposing as a rainbow, and the eyes are firm, which is the perseverance and burning of faith deeply buried in the bones and blood.

Xi Luo was affected, and even subconsciously restrained her cynical attitude.

Standing next to Zong Zhan with a polite smile on his face, enjoying the 'admiration' of countless men.

At this time, Zong Zhan stood at the front of the queue in a straddling posture, shouted a few slogans to stand still, and then introduced to everyone: "This is Xi Luo, the chief reporter of the military exercise channel. The battalion will conduct follow-up interviews for three months, everyone is welcome."

In an instant, thunderous applause erupted from the three policies, "Welcome to the reporters."

Xi Luo waved her hand with a smirk on her face, her lips moved slightly, and she gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice, "What is follow-up interview?"

"Food and lodging together, training together."

Xi Luo turned around and wanted to leave.

Board and lodging is ok, training and dreaming.

Zong Zhan clearly sensed her intentions, his straddle posture remained unchanged, he looked ahead and threatened, "If you dare to take a step, that brother jackal will know about you immediately."

Xi Luo swallowed her throat, looked at the man for three seconds, then nodded at the target under the steps, and said with a calm smile: "It's the first time we meet, we may bother you a lot in the future, please forgive me, fellow comrades."

Those who know current affairs are Junjie.

That morning, Xi Luo was assigned to work in the communication room.

Coincidentally, there are three female colleagues here.

According to Xi Luo's character, she only looks friendly and easy to get along with, but there is a sense of alienation and indifference hidden in her bones.

Of the three girls in the communication room, one is a little older, and the other two are younger and new to the team this year.

The older woman was about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a lukewarm attitude, and even showed a little rejection of Xi Luo.

After three minutes of investigation, Xi Luo had a full understanding of the situation in front of her.

The two young girls who are new to the team have no opinions and let everything go their own way.

The slightly older woman, named Fang Zhengrong, is a child of a military family and Zong Zhan's admirer.

Therefore, Xi Luo didn't remember anyone's name, so she remembered Fang Zhengrong.

...

Near noon, Xi Luo finished writing a manuscript in all English, read it pretendingly, and made herself laugh.

"Wow, Sister Luo, your English is really good."

One of the young lesbians happened to see Xi Luo's computer when he was receiving the water, and couldn't help sending out a compliment.

Xi Luo saved the document and smiled politely, "It's fine."

She is not showing off her English proficiency, she simply has poor pinyin.

"Sister Luo, can you teach me when you have time?" The little girl is in her twenties, and she may not have been assimilated by the strict discipline of the military department, and her speech is also lively.

Not surprisingly, as the person in charge of the communication room, Fang Zhengrong said, "Do your own job well, this is not a place for you to learn English."

The little girl said that she knew about Sister Fang, turned around and returned to her seat to continue making reports.

Xi Luo raised her eyelids to look at Fang Zhengrong at the opposite table, and twitched the corners of her mouth playfully.

The dog man's fan girl, her personality is not very pleasing.

"Reporter Xi, are you the chief reporter of the exercise channel?"

Fang Zhengrong noticed Xi Luo's sizing up, raised her eyes seriously and asked.

Xi Luo held her chin and smiled brightly, "Really."

"There are seventeen regiments in the imperial capital, why did you choose 318?" Fang Zhengrong stared at Xi Luo sharply, "Don't mind, I'm just curious."

Xi Luo flicked her fingers on her cheek, "I don't mind, but I can't answer this question. It might be more appropriate for you to ask Zong Zhan."